The cloven foot : $b A novelBraddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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The cloven foot : $b A novel
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
Detective and mystery stories; Domestic fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Psychological fiction
‘An excess of caution, no doubt. Murderers often over-act their parts.
Yet, if you look at the thing, you will see he was obliged to give
the alarm. Had he not done so, had he gone away and left his wife
lying dead, it would have been obvious that he, and he alone, was her
assassin. By rousing the household he put on at least the semblance of
innocence, however his flight might belie it afterwards.’
‘It is a profound mystery,’ said Gerard.
‘A mystery only to those who refuse to accept the natural solution of
the enigma. Here was a man with a drunken wife. It is an acknowledged
fact, I believe, that Madame Chicot was a drunkard?’
‘Yes, poor soul. He might have let her kill herself with a brandy
bottle. He would not have had long to wait.’
‘A man so fettered may get desperate. Suppose that I could prove to you
that this Chicot had the strongest possible temptation to rid himself
of his wife by any means, fair or foul. Suppose I could tell you that
his inheritance of a large estate was contingent upon his marriage with
another woman, that he had already, in order to secure that estate,
contracted a bigamous marriage with that other woman--she innocent as
an angel, poor girl, throughout the plot. Suppose I could prove all
this, what would you say of Jack Chicot then?’
‘Most assuredly I would say that he did the deed. Only show me that
he had a motive strong enough to urge him to crime--I know of my
own experience that he was tired of his wife--and I will accept the
evidence that points to him as the murderer.’
‘Do you think that evidence strong enough to convict him?’
‘On that point I am doubtful. His flight is damning evidence against
him; and then there is the fact that at the bottom of his colour-box
there lay a dagger which corresponded in form to the gash upon that
poor creature’s throat. I found that dagger, and it is now in the
possession of the police. It bears the dark tarnished stain that blood
leaves upon steel, and I have no doubt in my own mind that it was with
that dagger La Chicot was killed. But these two points comprise the
whole evidence against the husband. They are strong enough to afford
a presumption against his innocence; but I doubt if they are strong
enough to hang him.’
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